"Dear Santa, what I want for Christmas is sex with your elves."

Father Christmas was a lot more put together than how the Coca Cola Companies portrayed him. In fact, he was absolutely yoked. Donny was almost speechless when Santa took off his red suit and saw his six-pack.

"Christmas is my cheat day" said Santa when he saw the look on Donny's face. "It takes a whole year to work off all the milk and cookies the kiddies leave me."

Then of course that brought Donny back to his previous revelation that Santa Claus was actually real. When he wrote that letter to Santa Claus that he wanted sex with his elves, he wasn't actually serious. He was with one of his bros and his little sister told them that they have to ask something from Santa too. They played along and, thinking he was being funny, asked Santa to bring some of his elves for a yuletide orgy.

Not only was Santa real, but Donny's letter had somehow gotten to him, he was on his nice list and was perfectly willing to give him what he wanted.

Santa had stripped down to nothing, showing his impressive thighs, a mat of white pubic hair and his hung cock, and he grabbed his bag.

"My bag has a direct line to my workshop," said Santa. "I can have the elves come here through it, or you can come to the workshop to them. They've been working all year round and Christmas and Christmas Eve are the only time of year they can blow off steam. I told them what you wanted and they were all very eager to meet you.